Regular readers of this column have been asking why I haven’t written lately about my triplet granddaughters. Many readers are genuinely interested in the girls, having, in a sense, gotten to know them from previous columns. I did write a lot about the triplets when they were very young, including the extraordinary experience of their first days of life and their development through the years into healthy, happy little girls.
I backed off as they got into their high school years because they might have been embarrassed by their doting grandfather’s columns. That sort of thing comes with teens, as most grandparents know. Guess what? They’re all grown up – or as grown up as high school graduates can be.
Their grandmother and I just returned from Vermont where we attended the girls’ graduation from St. Johnsbury Academy in the city of St. Johnsbury, the major hub in Vermont’s beautiful Northeast Kingdom.
The academy immersed the girls in a challenging curriculum, and they took full advantage of advanced placement courses, other college prep studies, and sports – soccer, lacrosse, swimming and cross country. They excelled. They were tapped for the National Honor Society.
They graduated with high honors. They received scholarships and other academic recognition at an awards ceremony the day before commencement. The school gave them opportunities to be more than ready for university studies.
They have accepted admission to good colleges. But not eastern schools. To my.
